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Xion Feb 2019
I'm on a quest for inner peace
Looking for some kind of release
But really all I've found
Is shirts with longer sleeves
Xion Feb 2019
i wonder
for how long
could i of held on
if i wasn't the one
who let you go
the fate of falling
was inevitable
i guess we'll never know
Xion Jan 2019
I'd scream that I love me
At the top of my lungs
If that's what it took
For me to believe it
Even for just a moment

I look in the mirror
Demanding myself to smile
Hoping that it still works
And afraid that one day
I'll grow immune to it

I'll stare at my body
Thinking about how right now
I'd give almost anything
To be anybody else
So I can just see what it was like

I signed up for the role
And now I have to play it
Out on stage I go
To play the most hated side character
In the play of my own life

I'd scream that I hate myself
So loud that I'd shatter
The glass box I'm trapped in
If that let people hear it
Even for just a moment
Xion Jan 2019
i wish i was the artist
instead i'm just a canvas
completely blank, plain
full of possibilities
but i'm not allowed to choose
instead i work for others
allowing them to feel fufilled
instead of working on myself
working on all my ideas
i'm loved by so many
but not for who i am
they love the picture painted
not what lies beneath the skin
one day the paint will fade
Xion Jan 2019
i wonder sometimes
if she dreams of me still
just as i dream of her
Xion Jan 2019
I miss the days when I could wake up
Not blinded by this rising sun
Not drenched in my own sweat
Not afraid of the day to come
Not thinking of your last words
Xion Jan 2019
desperately clinging
to the memories i still hold
of seeing my future
when i looked into your eyes
instead of the ones
where i saw his future instead
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